"Yo! Jasper! Throw the fucking bomb, bro!" I shout out loud when my friend is just a few feet away, hiding behind the big block of bricks.

"Can't you wait? I'm still trying to figure out which one is the pin to pull this bomb," Jasper responds without looking at me. 

His brown hair is out of place while sweat starts to form all over his body. Only this time do I notice he's not so skinny. As I'm looking carefully, his slightly muscular arms show themselves while he's working. He looks quite hot when he's in full focus but I find myself annoyed a few seconds later because he's taking too long.

The problem is there are a bunch of zombies coming to our spot. I peek from my hideout and take my shots, making the zombies fall back to the ground. They are dead for the second time. Before this mess, I wouldn't have thought people could die twice.

"I'm shooting alone here," I say as my fingers skillfully pull the trigger non-stop. One zombie down, ten more to go, or maybe more. I quickly take a glance at Jasper and see him finally manage to pull the pin.

"Got it." He throws the bomb far to the front and hides behind his spot again, covering his ears. I do the same as we can't take the risk of being deaf now.

BOOM!

A freaking hand falls right in front of me and for real, it's not a good hand to be seen. The hand looks like a burnt pancake; dark brown almost black, dry and... disgusting. I slowly creep out of the hideout followed by Jasper, still with guns in my hands ready to shoot zombies.

The fog eventually fades away and my vision becomes clearer. All zombies are dead, at least for now. I can't even see their bodies as they had exploded. 

"We have to find a new place to stay. I think this place isn't safe anymore," Jasper says while putting the guns back to their place around his thighs. I copy his action. It's a bit hard to walk when quite a heavy thing latches on each of your thighs, but safety comes first so I learned to suck it up.

"Oh, I'm surprised you could think." I raise one eyebrow, glaring at my friend like I can shoot him anytime. "It was safe before you played the goddamn fireworks."

"I couldn't afford to waste them, could I?" Jasper defends himself, glaring back at me. "And zombies aren't active in the morning you know. Who in the world would have thought that zombies could come out after I played children's toy for a while?"

I suck in a breath harshly, "my dear darling, Jasper... everyone would have thought about that. They are zombies, not owls. They don't sleep," I emphasise my words to make sure the boy gets the point.

Suddenly, I feel like he's just been in this zombie apocalypse shit like a day ago when he's with me for the whole six months. It's been six fucking months! Oh, God.

Six months since zombies conquer the whole country. I was absolutely anxious and shocked at first. I don't even know where my family might be. Are they dead or alive? 

I managed to call some of my relatives and friends outside the country and well... let's just say they greeted me differently and the network gave up after a few words of explanation I did about the situation. Then, I met Jasper on the very first day of this sad life.

He was the only one alive and a human I could find in the university. Everyone else, students, lecturers, cleaners and everyone, all turned into zombies. Nobody knows the reason why.

But I know why. It's easy. It's time to wrap up the lives on earth.

Okay nobody knows including me, although I'm the main character. Nobody has a clue what's the real reason everyone turns into zombies. But that's fine! As long as I'm not one of them then it's fine. All I need to do now is survive.

"Found a car that can work well!" Jasper yells as he is near a black car, looking quite good.

I quickly run towards him, "nice! Windows and doors working?" He nods.

"We can find a new place then!" I smile a little as we finally see a thin hope to settle down for the day.

✨✨✨

It's been a few hours of Jasper and I driving on the empty road, trying to find a perfect place to stay. We did find houses but they were ugly. I can't stay in an ugly house. I pat Jasper's shoulder and point my finger to the front.

"What?" he asks, eyes still sticking on the road. It's impossible to crash the car into an accident on a lonely road. I don't understand why he has to be so serious.

"Let's go to that mall. We can find some supplies."

Within seconds, the two of us are at the front door, ready to get in. With per cautious steps, I walk in, scanning the whole place. So far so good.

"No sight of the Z's," I state smugly. I call them Z since it's 2032. Why would I call them zombies? That's quite lame.

"That is the mart. I think we can find whatever we need there." I point out the big red label. He nods and we quietly move towards the mart.

"I'm going to the left and you to the right. Meet me here again in ten, alright?" I look at him carefully to spot any signs of miscommunication. 

He nods then disappears to the left. I just shake my head and make my way to the right. My eyes go big while I scan the whole side. Oh shit!!!

I run as fast as I can, guns now on the ground as I finally see my favourite ice cream tub in the big ass fridge. Cookies and cream. Oh God, this is heaven! I've been craving for this way too long. Just like my sex life, it's all gone.

Jasper? Nope. He's not into women that much and I'm not into him at all. What I'm into right now is this freaking cookies and cream ice cream. I take one tub out of the fridge and open the lid with excitement.

It's moulding.

Suddenly...

BANG!

Oh shit.

I'm startled as a freaking zombie falls right next to me. Holy smokes! I look up and see a guy with green hair colour. It's bizarre but it fits his soft-looking face. Well now is not the time to be happy because he's pointing a gun at me. Automatically, I raise my hands to my head.

"Easy, bro. I'm just tryna find me some snacks," I say calmly. He's not putting his gun down at all. His gaze is so sharp I can feel that he's cutting me deep.

"Put the gown down!" Suddenly my saviour, who else? Jasper runs towards the scene and points his gun at the green-haired guy. 

"No sweety, you put your gun down." Another voice comes from behind Jasper. His hair is pink now.

What is this? Walking matcha and strawberry ice cream?